The Supernal Creation; the Mystical Wondrousness, the Region within the Each of Us. She was awakened by a sound as the rushing of winds, appearing from nowhere, tearing through the dark and swiftly approaching: then, a kindling, a pulsing flare within her head; a powerful traveling of its effect first up, then down and out through her arms and down her chest; an abrupt halt; a peace and tranquility ascended attending the knowledge of a physical gratification beyond compare. She was blessed with the greatest of gifts; a blithe-full Calm, the mediating Presence; a buoyant eternal love-Love...